Malvin clenched his hand tightly, that his claws which had elongated due to anger dug deeply into his palms drawing blood, the pungent smell and his . The bitterness inside him threatened to erupt.
Adrian slowly turned toward him.
The instant their eyes met, Malvin felt an inexplicable chill travel down his spine.
Adrian's gaze was terrifyingly calm, there was no anger inside it, not even a visible hostility.
It was as though he wouldn't waste his time on him.
When he finally spoke, even his voice had grown noticeably colder. "Alpha Malvin was assigned one responsibility."
Like other times, his words echoed clearly throughout the chamber. "He was ordered to investigate the rogue attack against my pack."
"And what did he do?"
A soft murmur rippled through the hall for a moment and stilled before Adrian continued. "He abandoned that responsibility rather he investigated me and deliberately framed me…against the council.?"
